At the moment Russell saw that azure sky, he felt an unprecedented shock.
If it were the natives of this world, they probably wouldn't react at all.
They would naturally assume... that this kind of azure sky with some white clouds was the unique scenery of this area.
Even the Deer Leader hadn't mentioned this point.
She had only hinted to Russell that in some areas coming up, there were regional thunderstorms or acid rain.
This suggested... at least during the Mage Wars, the sky had already been grey.
But in a much older past, one that even history did not record, perhaps the sky might still have been blue.
So, exactly when would that have been?
Was it when the Old Elves were still young?
Was it one thousand two hundred years ago, or even earlier?
Long before those Eternal Elves were born, only the Eternal Dragons might know this secret—this was also possible.
But there was one thing Russell could immediately clarify:
